Summary: The thing about your dad being Pete Wentz is that there isn't a whole lot you can do to rebel. Bronx doesn't really want to rebel that much anyway - his parents are pretty cool, even if they still sometimes snipe at each other - but it would be nice to have the option, you know? So when Evie Beckett, who he kind of knows but not that well, calls him up and says, "Want to elope to Vegas on your eighteenth birthday?" he says, "Yes," and starts planning how to get out of the house without anyone noticing.
Notes: I wrote this over email to entertain
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Notes: I wrote this over email to entertain
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